They climbed into Rhys’s car and headed toward Matt’s old neighborhood. Not much had changed, he noted, not really caring. The man sitting next to... him consumed his thoughts. He could smell the other man’s arousal, sure Rhys could smell his. Rhys kept looking over at Matt, keeping both hands on the steering wheel to keep from touching him. He knew if he touched Matt, they would be fucking on the side of the road in minutes. The smell of his mate’s arousal was making his cock so hard, he was sure. "I, um...I...Ijust wanna thank you. So...um. Thank you. For...uh, for...the jobs.So...j-jobs. Thanks." Hello, Timmy," Rita began, still smiling. "Nice to see you again."The nervous young man nodded. "Yes. Thanks. Thanks for...nice." You're welcome, Timmy." Uh..." He wanted to backtrack. Now. Start making his way to the bus.But...he couldn't. "...sorry?" I said 'you're welcome', Timmy." Rita had an amused expression on herface now. "Is that all you came to say?"His head lowered upon hearing that. At least the towels were nice and soft and felt good on hisdenuded skin.He had to stand still then, while she glued frighteningly realistic 'D'cup breasts to his chest then told him to follow her. They walked, hisbreasts wobbling and surprisingly heavy, on down the corridor to thenext door which was obviously a young girl's bedroom."This is your room and from now on you will be known by the name ofDarlene, you are the maid to the Devlin household and as such you willnever speak unless asked. ‘What did you think of the girls?’ she asked. ‘They were all right, I guess,’ I said with a shrug. ‘Cathy seemed pretty bitter. She warned me to get out while I still could.’ ‘Yeah well, Cathy’s just upset because she doesn’t get as many client requests as the rest of us and she gets stuck with the assholes.’ ‘God, I hope I never get that jaded.’ ‘You won’t,’ she said, snuggling into my neck and kissing my earlobe. ‘You have me.’ I smiled and tried my best to concentrate on the road. At least I.